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Author: natosha
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Angst - Published: 02-24-07 - Updated: 02-24-07 - Complete - id:2324775

Distance like an anchor so determined

To pull us down to the places we swore

We’d never see again

Lies differ from change of circumstance

Lack of faith in a dying romance

Like pulling the plug at midnight

Curse the way these tears, like triggers

Coax the lock off of the safe box

Free the words that you saved for so long

But to no avail

But to no avail

But kiss me old fashioned

If you’ll kiss me goodbye

I’ll melt in your arms

Until the day I die

It’s a gift and a curse

That you don’t even try

And I know you know it,

I know you know it

And it’s not how I thought it would be

One year ago

But I’m still alone

A track of repair and repeat

And I’m still alone

But for you I’d take it

Until the night is over

Or until it’s a forced retreat from

Age and memories lost

Drop down for the silence is coming

To kill, to kill if you’ll let it

But for you I’d take it

Till the night is over

But kiss me old fashioned

If you’ll kiss me goodbye

I’ll melt in your arms

Until the day I die

It’s a gift and a curse

That you don’t even try

And I know you know it,

I know you know it

And it’s not how I thought it would be

One year ago

But I’m still alone

A track of repair and repeat

And I’m still alone

For the life of me I can’t call back

The words I once had to entwine and bring you home

I guess you’re not coming home

I guess you’re not coming home

But kiss me old fashioned

If you’ll kiss me goodbye

I’ll melt in your arms

Until the day I die

It’s a gift and a curse

That you don’t even try

And I know you know it,

I know you know it

Fortified against opinions and standards and

Maybe we both lied to ourselves

And maybe we never really defended against the

Real enemy

But I guess you never see until the fall

Until it hits you

But I guess you never see until the fall

Just like you never see the ledge until you’re staring up at it from the bottom of the ravine, but it’s far too late to turn around. It’s far too late to turn around. And it couldn’t be night already, couldn’t possibly give way to dusk, but a soft and steady shade is falling across your eyes and your trust… Give way, slip into the darkness. No one will hold you back. At least you died with fashion. At least you died with fashion.



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